The Value of Now is Always One (1)

By Glen L. Bledsoe 

The true nature of time is counterintutive to the every day experiences of our daily lives. Everyone would agree that the present is fixed (that is simply is), but what is not apparent is that the future and especially the past shift to assure the stable experience of the present. That is to say, the Reliability of Now. 

History, memory, archeological reilcs and records of all kinds are soft, malleable. Events can ony be measured as numeric probabilities, and as such given values only between zero (0) and one (1). The farther back into the past, the less certain the event becomes, the smaller the value, the more flexible the event becomes, the more stable the present. It may be thought of as less an issue of altering the past to suit the present and more an adjustment as to the likelihood that events did or did not occur as they are understood at the present. Which leaves events of the past as shadowy, nebulous and as open-ended as the future. 

The closer to an event to the present, the higher the probability value until we reach the present, which is the only thing we can give a value of one (1)--simply because it is. 

The future is much like the past. The future shuffles itself to make certain that the value of Now is always one (1). The future and the past have only a single purpose, which is to create the present, the Now. The Past + the Future = Now. Only in this way can we move through time. Without it we become unstuck.

How will this understanding change your life and how will it improve your experience and appreciation of Now?

Father Duvall

 

By Glen L. Bledsoe 

FATHER DUVALL, an itinerant priest, draws crowds to listen to him preach wherever he goes, whichever chapel, church, synagogue, temple, mosque, community center, manor or home invites him. He, in the company of his traveling companion Brother Neb (who in spite of being blind greets everyone he meets by name whether he has met them before or not), travel from village to village, town to town, crossing county and country borders, continents from century to century. 

Father Duvall speaks. Father Duvall takes confession. Father Duvall witnesses. Father Duvall listens and advises. Father Duvall chastens. Father Duvall investigates. Father Duvall aids those who need him in meaningful and life-changing ways. He sometimes is known by other names, other appearances, but his work is always the same.

The Lost Children

The Lost Children by Martin Sercombe 

 

Throughout the city, people started to die of unknown causes.

As each year past, the plague struck younger.

Soon there was no one left over the age of sixteen.

 

 

For those that remained, the mutations started slowly.

One child grew an extra finger,

another an odd shaped thumb.

A great forgetfulness spread across the city.

The children struggled to understand the purpose of the things left behind.

The word ‘fun’ almost vanished from their vocabulary.

A few youngsters tried to bring a little joy back into their lives.

A makeshift circus traveled from ravaged street to street.

The performers made do with whatever they could find.

A tame rat and a threadbare teddy bear became the stars of the show.

 Led by the extraordinary juggling skills of Klara the Clown.

But in the end, the challenges of everyday existence took their toll.

 

 

Soon the shops would empty

and the children would have to leave the city in search of food.